admin 管理员组

文章数量: 1086019


2024年6月19日发(作者:php管理员和用户登录)

现代大学英语精读第六册的第四课和第九课课文原文

纯手工,大家一起努力

Nettles

Our farm was small-nine acres. It was small enough for me to have explored

every part of it. Each of the trees on the place had an attitude and a presence-the

elm looked serene and the oak threatening, the maples friendly, the hawthorn old

and crabby. Even the pits on the river flats had their flats had their distinct character.

The girls as well as the boys were divided into two sides. Each girl had her own

pile of balls and was working for paticular soldiers, and when a soldier fell wounded

he would call out a girl’s name, so that she could drag him away and dress his

wounds as quickly as possible. I made weapons for Mike, and mine ws the name

he called. There was a keen alarm when the cry came, a wire zinging through your

whole body, a fanatic feeling of devotion. When Mike was wounded he never

opened his eyes. He lay limp and still while I pressed slimy large leaves to his

forehead and throat and-pulling out his shirt-to his pale tender stomach, with its

sweet and vulnerable belly button.

One morning, of course, the job was all finished, the well capped, the pump

reinstated, the fresh water marvelled at. And the truck did not come. There were

two fewer chairs at the table for the noon meal. Mike and I had barely looked at

each other during those meals. He liked to put ketcup on his bread. His father

talked to my father, and the talk was mostly about well, accidents, water tables. A

serious man. All work, my father said. Yet- he-Mike’s father-ended nearly every

speech with a laugh. The laugh had a lonely boom in it, as if he were still down the

well.

He had slept in the guest bedroom the night before but tonight he’d moved

downstairs to the fold-out sofa in the front room. Sunny had given him fresh sheets

rather than unmarking and making up again the bed he had left for me.

Lying in those same sheets did not make for a peaceful night. I knew that he

wouldn’t come to see, no matter how small the risk was. It would be a sleazy thing

to do, in the house of his friends. And how could he be sure that it was what I

wanted? Or that it was what he really wanted? Even I was not sure of it. Up till now,

I had always been able to think of myself as a woman who was faithful to the person

who she was sleeping with at any given time. My sleep was shallow, my dreams

monotonously lustful, with irritating and unpleasant subplots. All night-or at least

whenener I woke up-the crickets wre singing outside my windows. At first I thought

it was birds. I had lived in cities long enough to have forgotten how crickets can

make a perfect waterfall of noise.

The bushes right at the edge of the grass looked impenetrable, but close up

there were little openings, the narrow paths that animals or people looking for golf

balls had made. The ground sloped slightly downward, and we could see a bit of

the river. The water was steel gray, and lookedto be rolling. Between it and us there

was a meadow of weeds, all in bloom-goldenrod, jewelweed with its red-and-


本文标签: 管理员 第四课 精读 纯手工 大家